Chapter 294. Intimation (1/2)

The six pillars of light connected and formed a hexagon before quickly flying into the distance.

Soon, a giant, golden door appeared before Wang Lin.

This door was simply too big to describe. When people stood next to it, they looked like ants. There was a giant word carved onto the gate. According to ancient god Tu Si’s memories, it was the word for “Rain”.

This was the Rain Celestial Realm Gate; however, there was a handprint on this door, and it was surrounded by cracks.

There were countless broken platforms below the gate. There were already several people there, and almost all of them were on their own platform.

After the six of them arrived, the lights surrounding them disappeared and threw them forward. Wang Lin moved back a bit and landed on a platform 100 feet wide.

As for the other five, each one of them also chose a platform to stand on.

He looked around and his heart couldn’t help but skip a beat as he noticed that all of the different-sized platforms had the same texture. If he carefully looked at the edges of some of them, they would fit perfectly together.

As a result, Wang Lin guessed that countless years ago, before the Celestial Realm collapsed, there was a very large platform here.

After seeing the hand print on the gate, he couldn’t help but wonder how much power must have been in that technique to leave a print on the Celestial Gate.

The sliver of pride Wang Lin had just gained disappeared after he looked at the gate. Compared to these mysterious presences, he was still struggling at the bottom.

After a while, several more people appeared and landed on various platforms. There was a wide range of cultivation levels among the cultivators with even Nascent Soul cultivators showing up. This confused Wang Lin greatly.

Gradually, as more and more people arrived, there weren’t enough platforms.

One of the black-clothed youths looked around and found that no more platforms were open, so he landed on one next to an old woman. This platform was about 300 feet wide. Not to mention two people, it had enough room to fit 20 people.

But the moment the youth landed on the platform, the old woman’s eyes lit up, and she said, with a raspy voice, “Scram!”

The youth’s face became cold. He was about to speak, but the old woman frowned. Her hand reach out and grabbed at him. Suddenly the young man screamed. He quickly backed up and barely dodged the danger. His expression was very ugly as he looked at the old woman, turned around, and landed on another platform nearby.

On that platform sat a middle-aged man. He was one of the people that came with Wang Lin. He was just sitting there, drinking by himself, and didn’t seem to care that there was an extra person on the platform.

The black-clothed young man pondered a bit before sitting down on the edge of the platform. His eyes lit up and he would occasionally looked at the old woman.

Not long after, another person arrived. This person’s face was gloomy. He was at the early stage of Soul Formation. After he arrived, he noticed that all of the platforms were taken and immediately flew to the side. No one knew if it was intentional or not, but as luck would have it, he flew toward where the six people from Suzaku were at.

His body appeared on the platform that the man from the Giant Demon Clan was on and coldly said, “Move out of the way!”

The man from the Giant Demon Clan looked at him with a dismissive look, then his body suddenly swelled up and he became a giant. He stood up, looked down at the terrified person, and said, “There is no room!”

As he spoke, the axe imprint on his forehead rapidly flashed.

The person looked at the man from the Giant Demon Clan with dread as he muttered, “Giant Demon Clan…” His body slowly moved away from the platform.

The next moment, he appeared on the platform that the genius of Xue Ye, Red Butterfly, was on. The man from the Giant Demon Clan looked over with interest.

This person landed on Red Butterfly’s platform, looked at her, clasped his hands, and left.

He noticed that this Red Butterfly was at the late stage of Soul Formation. She was not someone he could mess with. Thus, he floated in the air and his gaze swept past everyone around. He gave up on the white-haired old man after one look, and as for the middle-aged man, he gave up too because there was already another person on the platform.

Finally, he picked the two platforms with Wang Lin and the young man whose eyes were filled with bloodlust. He gave up on the young man because he didn’t look like someone who was willing to give up easily. This could lead to a big battle and that was not the result he wanted.

And Wang Lin looked like a weak scholar who seemed easier to bully. This person’s eyes lit up and he arrived at Wang Lin’s platform.

At this moment, even the middle-aged man who was drinking raised his head and looked over.